Breakfast at Ezra's Pound is definitely not something I can afford every week, but it was pretty delicious, and the service rather nice. I had a rich latte bowl, the crispiest most luscious croissant on this side of the Atlantic, and a lemon ginger scone that was moist and zesty through and through. Top that with some shy sunshine peeking out, Alex's big baby blues, and a cute little boy to get fuzzy about, and it was a damn fine morning.
oh yes!
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